Change of Current
Shadows which cripple and crunch old emotions
into sparkling powders of glass and of sand
constantly slip, as the old story goes,
through time and recurrence, and quick slight of hand
Starts with a whisper which sinks in to anchor
and drags on with seaweed and gouging of hearts
doubt better buried, and scars we have carried
limping old gloom pulls the anvil and sparks
Is this the kind of life that you want for yourself?
Chains on your ankles, steel tethered and bound
by the remnants of beaten down pin pricking sadness
anchored to the depths of your soul and long drowned?
Why not set sail on this fine afternoon
into sparkling waters which run past the sun
which engulf and crunch shadows to glittering silt
moving winds, filled with change which are sweet, sugar spun
Rust off the anchor to sputter and rest
in water logged graves long eaten by seas
Rise up to the moment, light-hearted and strong
There's a change in the current, you're suddenly freed...
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